A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 2



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2.

#I don’t know you guys (1)

– Moorim Alliance Hubei Branch.

A quiet manor overlooking the beautiful Dongjeong Lake to the south and green mountains behind.

It is a small and peaceful branch of the Wu Lin Alliance in Hubei, which has been pacified by the Wu Dang Faction.

However, this is only the tip of the iceberg, a camouflage tactic to deceive others.

The real thing was in the basement of the mansion.

The strongest and most secretive spy organization in the Murim Alliance, whose name is not even well known.

Petroglyph.

This was their home base.

*

“The mission has been assigned to Unit 103.”

In the thick darkness, a masked woman reports to a man sitting on a ceremonial robe embossed with a tiger pattern.

Her name is Jegal Somi.

He was a genius who was known as Ji-hwa (知花) in the martial arts world and was the subject of a rock carving.

“hmm.”

And the old gentleman sitting on the throne.

He is the owner of the rock carving, the former military leader of the Murim Alliance, Zhuge Liang, wearing a Yunkeon and waving a fan as if he were the reincarnation of Zhuge Liang.

“But, Grandpa.”

“Go! Distinguish between public and private!”

“I’m sorry, sir.”

Jegal So-mi was flustered and immediately fell to the ground. They held each other’s hands and went to work together happily until the morning, but why on earth does he have a dark side as soon as he comes here?

I would like to take off my mask and confront him, but before he is my grandfather, he is Zhuge Liang, who sits and looks out over the world.

It goes without saying that you should set an example.

“Go ahead and ask.”

As soon as Zhuge Shang gave his permission, Zhuge Shaomi shook off his distracting thoughts and asked what he was curious about.

“This is the task you have entrusted to No. 103. It is to make the Seven Princes into minor cult leaders. I am curious about your intentions.”

“Intention?”

“Yes. No. 103 has been neglected in our rock carvings until now. He is like a ghost. To ask someone like that to raise up a scoundrel who was kicked out by the leader? It’s impossible.”

“Hmm… … .”

Zhuge Shang spoke with an indifferent look, neither confirming nor denying.

“How long do you think the peace in Gangho will last?”

“Huh? Well… … it depends, right?”

“Three years.”

Zhuge Liang spreads out three fingers.

“There are exactly three years left.”

“No way… … .”

“The peace we have today was created in our generation. And we have grown old. It is time to welcome a new era.”

“No matter what, why is it so sudden… … ?”

Zhuge Shang is silent. There is something. Zhuge Somi was certain of it after seeing his expression. He did not ask another question. It is not the Zhuge family’s way to ask questions that are not answered. That is something that he must figure out for himself.

“Cheonma Jinwookwang bestowed divine water on his seven children, but he did not take any of them as his disciples.”

Zhuge Shang changed the subject. Zhuge Somi also nodded. He knows this better than anyone else. For 19 years, Jin Woo-kwang has been taking in those with talent within the Demonic Cult as his adopted children.

“At first, I thought he was raising me as his successor, but for some reason, he didn’t teach the peerless martial art Cheonma Shingong to anyone.”

“He will soon appoint a sub-religious leader.”

It’s not a guess, it’s a confirmation. Jegal So-mi’s expression darkens as if covered with dark clouds.

“The most likely ones are the first princess, the second princess, and the third princess. None of them… are good for us.”

It’s as she said. All three of them have extremely tyrannical tendencies. If any of them were to become a Heavenly Demon, the current peace could be shattered.

“It’s been 19 years. During that time, our rock carvings have only worked for peace. And now it’s time to bear fruit.”

“But making the Seven Princes into minor cult leaders… … .”

“If the enemy is strong, you shouldn’t fight them with just one move, but rather with multiple moves. Haven’t I taught you this over and over again?”

“ah…….”

Jegal So-mi felt like his mind was being blown. That must be it. It wasn’t about betting on just one 103, but rather mobilizing every possible move.

Of course, there is no way his grandfather would have tried to solve the problem with such a desperate measure. Who is Zhuge Shang? He is the one who has reigned as the world’s greatest genius from generation to generation.

“Thank you. My curiosity has been satisfied. Then I will meet the agents.”

Jegal So-mi bowed and stepped back with lighter steps.

But there was one thing she still didn’t know.

that…….

‘No. 103 was not abandoned. It was hidden. Also, when dealing with a strong person, it is necessary to hide a variable of conversion among the majority.’

Hehehe. Zhuge Liang waved his fan with blurred focus. Someone’s image appeared in his mind.

A little boy who was full of venom and justice toward the world.

No. 103.

The third agent to pass the harsh training with perfect scores, and the reckless one who, at the age of fourteen, had learned all the secrets of martial arts that the elders had learned in their youth without any internal energy, and injured the leader.

The strongest variable in rock carving.

Jang Seo.

‘I wonder how you’ll grow up. I’m already looking forward to it.’

A pleased smile appeared on Zhuge Liang’s lips.

* * *

“Ss …

At a time when the rock carving of Zhuge Liang was looking forward to Zhang Yishu’s growth.

The person in question was holding the gold bar to his nose and making strange breathing sounds.

“You have to smell money to get your head around it. Give me a question. I’ll get it all right now.”

There is no one to raise the issue, but Jang Yi-seo grew up a little differently than Zhuge Shang had expected.

I received the mission last night, and the morning dawned.

The old bed was filled with gold bars, and a cool breeze blew in from the broken ceiling.

“I should go to the village sometime.”

Ha, the more I thought about it, the more I got annoyed. The guy who disappeared last night after leaving a secret message. If you think about it, wasn’t he also a fellow member of the same rock carving? But he completely hid his identity and ran away in a hurry. Even brandishing a sword. What could that mean?

‘If you have no luck, you’ll end up in a hole in the ground.’

He scratched his forehead. He had expected it. He was sure that somewhere, from a rock carving, he would be watching him. So he would contact him when the time came. But in the past, it would have been different, but now, it was difficult to be rude like this.

Because there is a special secret hidden in this house that no one knows about.

“You don’t know everything about me.”

After a sigh, Jang Yiseo turned his head away. When things get complicated, the right answer is to keep it simple.

“Anyway, if I don’t follow orders, I’ll be lonely, and the price for the mission is to take care of my younger brother. I’ll do it. I’ll do it.”

how.

Right now, he is only a 7th-grade noble of the 3rd Division of the Counterintelligence Corps, and Chil-gong-ja is a 1st-grade noble of the highest rank. He is the owner of a small palace that is difficult to approach.

If we just meet, won’t there be any progress?

“Well, there’s nothing I can do. I have no choice but to change positions.”

Yes, that’ll do. I’m saying that because it’s a pity. There’s no place better for accumulating wealth and taking advantage of the Ma-du than the Counterintelligence Corps.

But there’s nothing I can do.

“If I ask Daejoo to change it, of course he won’t do it, right?”

Oh my. There’s absolutely no way I’ll do that. If I’m being greedy, there’s someone who’s even more greedy than me, the counterintelligence chief.

There are many anecdotes about him, but at least we can dare say that he was crazy about achievements and money.

So, there’s no way they’d just let him go, the leader with the highest arrest rate and highest bribe.

It’s something that can’t be helped no matter how hard you try.

“Then we have no choice but to melt it down with a bribe. There is no one who does not accept bribes. The amount is just small.”

Jang Yiseo smiled with a sense of conversion and went to the bright window to look outside. It was quiet, without even a single ant.

It is said that the day is safer than the night.

He hummed as he swept away the carpet. Then he began to tear away the wooden boards on the clean floor.

Squeak.

It is taken apart without any hesitation, as if it has been taken off frequently.

Is there a way to get underground?

No, there is nothing. It is just flat dirt. What on earth is this?

One is a smokescreen to hide the truth.

‘The essential duty of a spy is to deceive and continue to deceive the enemy.’

Jang-seo loaded the gold bars he had brought yesterday onto his back porch, brought the shovels and jars he had prepared in the backyard, and began to move the dirt. One step, two steps. Sweating profusely, he dug a certain amount of dirt until finally a hidden space poked its head out.

It’s a lid. A round lid. To be exact, it was a board blocking the way down.

And surprisingly, when they pulled it out, a deep hole that looked like a well appeared along with a ladder.

It was rain.

Jang went upstairs, picked up the load on his back, closed the jar, covered the hole with a carpet, and began to go down.

And as we reached the end of the well, a narrow side path appeared.

From the side road, there were ancient paintings carved in relief on the walls on both sides, and torches were placed here and there.

It was an ancient artifact.

I discovered this place 7 years ago.

It all started when he threw the stolen money into an empty well he happened to come across while looking for a place to hide it.

I came down to get it back and found out.

There is a huge secret hidden here.

Of course, the shortcut wasn’t open like this back then. The secret code was written in Braille, and Jang Seo, who was fluent in dozens of secret codes, was able to open it after some research.

If it weren’t for him, who passed the rock carving test with perfect marks, it might not have been possible to open it.

And it seemed like this place was forever forgotten, so much so that even the religious leaders of the time didn’t know about it.

But it wasn’t a surprise yet.

How long did it take? After walking for a while, the ceiling got higher and higher, and the front was blocked by a huge wall.

Jang-seo absentmindedly looked at the torch next to him and turned it to the side twice.

Okay then.

Gurrrrrrrr!

A slight vibration began to resonate, and then the wall began to open with a loud noise.

“Ss …

Jang I-seo closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, his expression filled with emotion.

Let’s open our eyes quickly.

This can’t be happening.

A huge cavity appeared before my eyes.

A mysterious and magical place filled with gold and silver treasures and covered in blue fog.

“Nice to meet you, Cheonmago.”

The fate that Jang Yi-seo gained by joining the Demonic Cult as a spy.

It was the moment when the treasure that had been tightly hidden in Sipmadaesan Mountain was revealed to the world.

*

Cheonmago (Heavenly Demon Treasury).

In fact, the name is not exact. However, when Jang-seo first discovered this place, there were two large letters on one wall that said “Cheonma.” So, it is only an inference.

But the truth was that this place was a treasure trove.

The gold and silver treasures piled up in the center like a tomb were dazzlingly shiny, and all kinds of extraordinary weapons were displayed on a display stand along the outer perimeter.

This is truly a tremendous amount of wealth. With this much, there is nothing he cannot do.

one.

“I really like the Demonic Cult. They say that even if three generations worked in the Murim Alliance, they would never be able to save this much money.”

Jang Yi-seo pours the gold bars he brought into the center with a cheerful expression.

Yes, that’s right.

This wealth was not in Cheonmago. This is the amount of money he embezzled over 10 years of counterintelligence activities. A true master of embezzlement and tax evasion.

But if that’s the case, it’s strange.

Why on earth do they call it Cheonmago?

There was another reason for that.

“Okay, let’s go at once.”

Jang Seo-ga approached the inner chamber and stood about twenty paces away from the large wall. But when he looked closer, something seemed strange.

This wide wall has a soft blue glow.

It wasn’t just a rock wall.

In addition, it was filled with thin, deep grooves that looked like a maze.

The name of this place is Wall of the Devil.

It’s a total magic wall.

Why?

Seeing is believing.